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The drabble catches Sirius in a dark moment. 100 words, rated R for angst.
The Firewhiskey empty, he gravitated towards the kitchen, which best retained the warmth of other presences. Several bottles had appeared on the bench.
Your house elf was hoarding these. You may wish to dispose of them.
S. Snape
Sirius inspected the labels and grimaced, wondering if Snape had left them there to taunt him - or tempt him. He selected one and slowly unscrewed the lid.
The potion was almost at his lips when the front door slammed. The usual screams emanated from the hall, and he hesitated, before replacing the lid.
When Remus entered, he was leaning against the counter.
Comments welcome, either here or on my LJ.
The drabble catches Sirius in a dark moment. 100 words, rated R for angst.
The Firewhiskey empty, he gravitated towards the kitchen, which best retained the warmth of other presences. Several bottles had appeared on the bench.
Your house elf was hoarding these. You may wish to dispose of them.
S. Snape
Sirius inspected the labels and grimaced, wondering if Snape had left them there to taunt him - or tempt him. He selected one and slowly unscrewed the lid.
The potion was almost at his lips when the front door slammed. The usual screams emanated from the hall, and he hesitated, before replacing the lid.
When Remus entered, he was leaning against the counter.
Comments welcome, either here or on my LJ.